thesebrighteyes
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Jayce
Jayce entered the building with a bottle of vodka in hand, and a splitting hangover on his mind. It had been a very long night for him, and he wasn't quite ready to give up on his partying. At least with the alcohol in hand he could PRETEND that his parents hadn't forced him away yet. He vaguely remembered his mother saying something about being "respectful" and "try to make good decisions".
A load of crap, if you asked him.
He stormed down the hallway, barely taking the time to notice anything but a hot girl or two (which he winked at). He walked all the way to where his dorm was located.
Dorm number... 666. Joy.
Jayce arrived at his dorm and found that he couldn't open the door. Maybe he wasn't trying very hard, and after all he was very drunk. He easily slipped into a violent rage, and started beating the door. With a shout, he kicked the door open, then happily entered the dark room. He proceeded to lay on a bed, and occasionally take a few swigs of vodka.
Sebastian
Bass entered the building, slowly and somberly. He was too upset to really make a big entrance. He had to leave home, and while he was usually causing trouble, the fact that he wouldn't be able to visit his sister's grave for four years was really bringing him down. Even more than that, he wouldn't get to see Annie, his girlfriend, either. Sure, maybe he did tie her up in his closet for a few days, but that didn't mean he didn't love her.
She said she didn't want to see him but... he was sure she didn't mean it.
He walked the halls slowly, his eyes trained on the ground. His hair was a mess and his eyes had bags under them due to a lack of sleep. Sebastian was miserable. He didn't even know what his dorm was, he had left his paper somewhere during his travels to the academy.
Eventually he stopped walking, stopped trying, and just sat in the hallway. He held his head in his hands, and just sat there, waiting for anything to happen.
Jayce entered the building with a bottle of vodka in hand, and a splitting hangover on his mind. It had been a very long night for him, and he wasn't quite ready to give up on his partying. At least with the alcohol in hand he could PRETEND that his parents hadn't forced him away yet. He vaguely remembered his mother saying something about being "respectful" and "try to make good decisions".
A load of crap, if you asked him.
He stormed down the hallway, barely taking the time to notice anything but a hot girl or two (which he winked at). He walked all the way to where his dorm was located.
Dorm number... 666. Joy.
Jayce arrived at his dorm and found that he couldn't open the door. Maybe he wasn't trying very hard, and after all he was very drunk. He easily slipped into a violent rage, and started beating the door. With a shout, he kicked the door open, then happily entered the dark room. He proceeded to lay on a bed, and occasionally take a few swigs of vodka.
Sebastian
Bass entered the building, slowly and somberly. He was too upset to really make a big entrance. He had to leave home, and while he was usually causing trouble, the fact that he wouldn't be able to visit his sister's grave for four years was really bringing him down. Even more than that, he wouldn't get to see Annie, his girlfriend, either. Sure, maybe he did tie her up in his closet for a few days, but that didn't mean he didn't love her.
She said she didn't want to see him but... he was sure she didn't mean it.
He walked the halls slowly, his eyes trained on the ground. His hair was a mess and his eyes had bags under them due to a lack of sleep. Sebastian was miserable. He didn't even know what his dorm was, he had left his paper somewhere during his travels to the academy.
Eventually he stopped walking, stopped trying, and just sat in the hallway. He held his head in his hands, and just sat there, waiting for anything to happen.
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